The Emperor of Sick Beauty is deeply trapped in the field of Shura

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Xiao Congwang hurriedly stepped forward to support him, he coughed like he was about to fall down.

Jiang Zhao couldn't stop coughing while waving his hands, "Ahem, cough, I didn't...cough."

Xiao Congwang has never taken care of anyone. He has been physically strong since he was a child, and he seldom gets cold, let alone such a fragile appearance.

Thinking of pinching the man's wrist black and blue with a little force last time, he didn't even dare to use his strength, so he could only circle it vainly.

His handsome face was pursed into a straight line, and there was still a hint of bewilderment.

Yao Xi hurried in when he heard the cough, and when he came in, he found out that the Prince Regent had arrived at some time, seeing that the emperor couldn't stop coughing, Bai Yu's face turned red, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Your Majesty! My lord, quickly help the emperor to sit down." Yao Xi hastily poured water and handed it to the emperor's lips, and gently followed his back with one hand, and said cautiously, "Your majesty, drink warm water to calm your breath. What's the matter, coughing so badly."

After all, he looked suspiciously at the regent.

It's not that Yao Xi is bold, it's because the emperor is the most important thing in his heart now.

Xiao Congxuan's complexion was a little bad, Yao Xi only took one look and then looked away, focusing on giving the emperor a good mood.

"No problem." Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand.

He looked up, the blush on his porcelain-white face was still there, tears were in his eyes, and the tails of his eyes were red, like a fragile doll.

He is just too fragile.

For a moment, Xiao Congwang's righteousness and responsibility were blocked in his chest, and he couldn't say a word. He thought that what he said just now caused Jiang Zhao to cough like he wanted to cough out his lungs, so he didn't want to say any more. Half a sentence.

Xiao Congwang was taller and stronger than Jiang Zhao, he knelt down and met Jiang Zhao's eyes.

Said in a gentle tone never before: "How does the emperor feel, I will send the emperor back to the palace."

Xiao Congwang likes to wear all his hair into a crown. On his head is a black jade headband with shiny gold edges, which is mysterious and extravagant.

He has a very handsome face, which is beautiful when he is not serious, but now he is gentle and has a strange charm.

Jiang Zhao looked at him in surprise, how dare he bother the regent.

With a smile in his eyes, "Your Majesty's government affairs are important, I'm really fine, this body is like this, I'm used to it."

His indifferent attitude made Xiao Congwang seem to have punched cotton.

Jiang Zhao looked Ruannuo obedient, but such an indifferent attitude seemed to surround himself without revealing a single gap.

Xiao Congwang's hands clenched into fists had bulging veins, and he tried his best not to look stern and cold.

"I send the emperor back to Yong'an Palace, otherwise I don't feel at ease."

For the Prince Regent and Chief Assistant, it was really useless to refuse.

Jiang Zhao stood up obediently, "Then trouble the prince."

"I still have to go to the garden for a walk, I wonder if it will delay the prince?" Jiang Zhao looked at Xiao Congwang who stood up.

Xiao Cong opened his mouth absurdly, seeing that Jiang Zhao's eyes were full of anticipation, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

"The minister is accompanying the emperor."

Yao Xi tied the cloak on Jiang Zhao, and two figures, one white and one black, walked out side by side, and he felt a little dazed looking at it.

At this moment, the emperor and the regent have a very harmonious feeling.

Bai Feng, who was waiting outside, saw his prince and the emperor coming out together, and the prince even gave the emperor a little help, he wondered if he hadn't woken up.

Facing Wang Ye's indifferent gaze, he immediately looked away and walked with Yao Xi who was later.

Just, this, what the hell is going on.

That day his prince was still dissatisfied with the emperor.

What made him feel even more unbelievable was that his prince actually accompanied the emperor to visit the garden.

Bai Feng looked at the sky, the ground, and the little carp in the pond.

He doesn't understand.

Jiang Zhao walked in front, and Xiao Congwang followed behind him, walking like a stroll in the courtyard.

He has handsome facial features, and he is quite inhuman and cold when he is not smiling, but at the moment his face is a bit relaxed.

Xiao Congwang's eyes followed the white figure in front of him as if nothing, and he never felt that he was so suitable for white before. The figure stopped and walked, as if he was observing the flowers and trees in the garden very seriously, and from time to time he would look at the flowers and trees in the garden. Say a few words to Yao Xi who is beside you.

Xiao Congwang looked at those flowers and plants, and couldn't help but take a second look.

Well, the flowers and plants in the garden look very good today.

The weather was good today, Jiang Zhao only occasionally coughed lightly, with a pleasant smile on his brows and eyes, and he looked radiant.

Xiao Congwang sent him all the way back to Yong'an Palace, but Jiang Zhao stopped suddenly when he entered the palace gate.

He turned around to look at Xiao Congwang, with crooked eyebrows, and waved at him, "Walk slowly, my lord, I'm going in."

Xiao Congwang watched Jiang Zhao enter the Yong'an Palace, turned around and went back to the side hall of the Yushufang. Yu Wenxu didn't come today, which made him a little puzzled, but he didn't care.

As lunch was approaching, he suddenly called the little eunuch who was going to the imperial dining room to get lunch: "Ask the imperial dining room what the emperor used for lunch, and just bring something similar."

The food brought by the little eunuch was really light and sweet. Xiao Congwang didn't like sweet and greasy dishes, so he changed the dish after one bite.

I put the sweet ones in again, and took a few mouthfuls of the light ones.

Jiang Zhaowo was in the bedroom, flipping through Daqing's history books, and he found that even the world in the book, the world view behind the plot is complete and well-founded.

Yao Shun and Yao Xi waited on the side lightly, waited on the emperor to drink the medicine, and watched him fall into a deep sleep.

But Jiang Zhao was not very peaceful in his sleep, coughing lightly from time to time.

Yao Shunshou frowned at the bedside and said, "No, the emperor can't sleep well like this. Yao Xi, you stay with the emperor. I'll go to Doctor Jiang."

Yao Xi nodded, and tucked the corner of the quilt for Jiang Zhao, "Then ask carefully, I will just guard the emperor's side."

The two have been serving Jiang Zhao, and they don't feel at ease letting others guard them.

Yao Xi stared at Jiang Zhao intently, seeing him frown, he felt nervous.

Yao Shun brought a young eunuch with him, and rushed to the imperial hospital all the way.

Physician Jiang is always on duty at the Imperial Hospital, because of the emperor's illness, he has a room for rest, with all the bedding in it, and even spends more time in the Imperial Hospital than returning home.

Seeing Yao Shun coming, Jiang Fengjing, who was drinking tea and reading medical books, didn't even move his eyes.

Yao Shun said anxiously: "Physician Jiang, the emperor can't sleep well at night even after drinking the medicine, coughing non-stop, why don't you go and see him?"

"Cough badly?" Jiang Fengjing asked.

"It's not particularly bad, but I cough from time to time, and I can't rest well at night."

Jiang Fengjing snorted lightly, "It's good that the emperor can fall asleep."

He stood up slowly, and threw a porcelain bottle to Yao Shun, "If you cough badly, take one."

Yao Shun quickly clenched his hands, bowed and said, "Thank you, Imperial Physician Jiang, this servant will go back and use it for the emperor."

Yao Shun went out, and Jiang Fengjing put down the book. He pinched the center of his brows, walked to the desk beside him, frowned and thought, picked up his pen and began to write the prescription.

After a while, as if he had encountered some difficulty, he clicked his tongue lightly and crumpled the rice paper into a ball.

Yao Shun hurried back, he was sweating from running in the early autumn season, when he reached the bedroom door, he stopped to catch his breath, and then gently opened the door to go in.

"How is your Majesty, still coughing?" Yao Shun asked Yao Xi after entering.

At this moment, I saw the person on the bed covered with two brocade quilts.

Yao Xi said: "Just now I saw that the emperor seemed to be trembling a bit, so I asked someone to bring the quilt again, and the emperor's eyebrows finally relaxed a little."

Yao Shun thought for a while, then gave the porcelain vase to Yao Xi, and said, "I'll go to the weaving bureau and ask them to finish the emperor's winter clothes quickly, and I must wear more clothes for the emperor tomorrow."

On the second day, Jiang Zhao got up a little sleepy and unable to cheer up, and lay on the bed for a long time before reading a book slowly, half leaning on the big pillow.

After watching for a while, he felt a little heat all over his body, but the warmth made him feel very comfortable.

"Yao Xi, why is it so hot today?"

Yao Xi was wearing thin clothes, and there was even some sweat on his forehead.

He smiled and said: "What do you think, the emperor, today the slaves let people set the earth dragon on fire."

Jiang Zhao froze for a moment, then smiled.

It's only early autumn, and the earth dragon has already started burning.

He smiled and nodded, "It's really embarrassing for you to follow me. If you feel hot, go to the side hall and wait."

Jiang Zhao felt that the ground dragon made him feel very comfortable, just like the modern floor heating, but he was weak in the past, and when it got colder, the most extravagant thing was to use hot water bottles and electric blankets, and he had only seen floor heating before on TV. , The air conditioner can only be enjoyed by going to the mall.

So his favorite place in winter is the mall.

Seeing that he was happy, Yao Xi also said: "I don't feel the heat, so I am here to accompany the emperor, and I can buy any slaves the emperor wants."

After speaking, he went to add tea to the small stove beside him.

When Yao Shun came in from the outside, he was greeted by a gust of hot air. He walked up to Jiang Zhao with a stack of folders in his hand.

"Your Majesty, this is a booklet sent by the Regent, saying it is for you to read."

Jiang Zhao looked at the book and didn't accept it, "What else did the prince say?"

He remembered that in the past, the original body forced himself to read the memorial, which annoyed the two, what does the regent mean by this.

Yao Shun said: "The person who sent it said, the prince sees that you are working hard and self-study, and reading more books is beneficial to government affairs."

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips, rarely showing a trace of irritability.

"Put it aside, I'll wait and see."

Reading booklets is not as fun as reading idle books, besides, he only has one year to live, and the real heir to the throne is coming back soon, so why should he waste time on such things.

Jiang Zhao couldn't read the book because he had something on his mind, so he asked Yao Shun to bring him the notebook.

Most of the notebooks sent by Xiao Congwang are important military affairs, and there are comments on them, and he will reply to many notebooks one by one.

Xiao Congwang's handwriting is the same as others, strong and powerful, with a bit of roughness.

Jiang Zhao was fascinated by the excerpts, and the secrets in the army were beneficial for him to understand Daqing. Later, when he saw the Xingzi, he asked Yao Xi to take a pen to write a few words.

Jiang Zhao used to be bored at home. He not only read books but also practiced calligraphy. He practiced calligraphy with brushes and copybooks that his younger brother didn’t use. Later, he practiced on the notebooks used by his younger brother. Now he has beautiful block letters.

Putting the two fonts together, it seems that the character of the owner can be seen from them.

Jiang Zhao was a quick reader, and finished reading the scriptures not long after lunch.

He wasn't sleepy right now, so he asked Yao Xi to tie his hair and change his clothes.

Yao Xi asked strangely: "What is the emperor going to do, the weather is cold today, so let's not go to the garden."

"Go to the imperial study." Jiang Zhao pointed to Zhezi, "Bring these to the regent."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to bother, the slave will just send it to you."

Jiang Zhao: "No, I'd better go there myself."

The author has something to say: Xiao Congwang: Going to the garden with a beauty, she is so beautiful.